Rapid Growth.
A Cincinnati paver publishes the following :—" A nuvn hi Detroit gave me some idea | of the richness of the soil in that vicinity. ; i lo said tin re wasn't any place on earth where things grow as they do there. lie said his wife never made bread. She always made little biscuits the size of an egg, and she would , Suave them an hour to swell by themselves, and they would grow into 121b loaves. I | thought to myself,—And you are a loaf-er. I He continued his growing tale, and said : | Once there was a man. lie went into the | woods and chopped down four trees. Ho I used the four stumps for corner posts, and he j built a nice log-house on these stumps. Then Jhe and his family went to bed in the Louse. | The next morning he found himself fiO feet in the air, with a lot of Indians down blow j wailing to cut- their hair oil', and the Indians did scalp the whole of em. ' Stranger,' said 11, ';, ou don't mean to teli me those trees grew 1(h) feet in one night.' 'Sir, 1 do," says he, |'and nit only tint, they raised the house with them.' 'Are yor sure it was not (ii. (' 1 asked meekly. 'Sir,' said he, 'I never prevaricate, especially on one foot.' 'So they took and scalped 'em all, did they <' ' They did," said he. ' How in the name of ] Mary who had (ho little Limb, did they get up to 'eui r I asked. Says he, ' itespeotod sir, i those Indians each one sawed oil' a tree ; then j each Julian sat on a stump, and those stumps I grew the Indians up to the house, and then I they scalped the family.' It certainly was I the greatest ease of up n tree i ever heard of. J 'Stranger, that stoiy is pretty tough, but I j believe it, hecau.su ! know something about growing tiees. My father had some good Isiil on his p'ace; good soil ior trees. Ho Ico ikln't aiiord to kei p a dog because there was s<> many of us young hins. He had to I l 0.l what hones was left to make soup for us. lie had some iiv..s, and in the pia e of a dog jlv kept some of tne b.irk o!' - those t e s in the house to scare the robbers, because the j! a k would last ail night. One day ! used [s.'iiioot the wood to make some toothpicks, and as sue as sour allspice, granger, those j toothpicks grew so that next day 1 sold 'em j For teleg.aph poles, and they had to he sawed in two before they could be used.' The stranger gol \ in. Says 1: 'Where are you goine.' Sa-. she: ' (Jood day, sir.' Says I : 'Good day, sir.' '
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Cromwell Argus, Volume IV, Issue 168, 28 January 1873, Page 7
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479Rapid Growth. Cromwell Argus, Volume IV, Issue 168, 28 January 1873, Page 7
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